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Regan Apr 2020
My work of art,
My perfection,
My peace.

Your smile,
Your eyes,
Your shape.

Our love,
Our memories,
Our future.

My love, you’re one I’ll never replace.
For my love.
  Apr 2020 Regan
Lama
twirling around a veil of sadness
questions asked and answers fathom
your soul, dead, on a mattress
tell me, is it worth it
to unravel the darkness?

light on the sea but no one could see
a mystery you are, my love
I’m solving you, I wept on my knees
maybe if I touch you
I can make your pain disappear
but no, you asked me to back away
I understand, dove
let your wings set you free
happy poetry month, friends! :)
  Apr 2020 Regan
Mrs Timetable
Negative Fonzie
Are your fries cold?
Is your soda warm?
Why the thumbs down?
Changing everyone’s thumbs
To reflect you are bummed
Not too cool
Leave a comment if
You are dismayed
The way you do it
Not well played
Someone keeps thumbs downing  all comments on some poems. It’s really annoying.
Regan Apr 2020
Dear Someone I loved the most.
You no longer hold a place in my heart.
You no longer are my soul.
You no longer keep me captive.
How can it be that you were...

Someone I loved the most.

Dear Someone I loved the most.
I wonder what you’re doing now.
I wonder why you let me go.
I wonder who holds you close now.
But you will always be...

Someone I loved the most.

Dear Someone I loved the most.
I have to let you go now.
I have to say goodbye.
I have so much more to say.
I’ll never forget...

Someone I loved the most.
This poem is about lost love.
Regan Mar 2020
I am sure the world has gone mad.
And maybe I have too.
For these four walls can’t talk yet.
But I’m sure they will soon.

And

I am trying to keep myself busy.  
I am trying to hold onto the world.
For these four walls can’t hear me.
But oh, I wish they could.

However

My melancholy may be loud.
Because I keep my hopes silent.
For these four walls aren’t to blame.
But they aren’t offering hope.

So

I sit here all day and all night.
And pray for those worse.
For these four walls can’t feel.
But they keep me safe regardless.

Now

These four walls can’t hurt me,
But what’s outside them can.
This poem is about the current circumstances and being isolated.

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